Trash of the Count's Family

The red ships surrounded the golden ship.

Choi Han and the Knight Captain jumped aboard the golden ship and stopped behind Cale. The Dark Elf Tasha and young lady Amiru were also standing behind Cale.

“Cale-nim.”

Choi Han called out toward Cale as the representative. He could see the ocean that Cale was currently looking at. There were corpses floating up next to the debris.

Choi Han slowly approached Cale. He could see the frown on Cale's face.

‘…He really has a soft heart.’

Cale started to speak.

“How peaceful.”

His voice sounded tired.

Fatigue was evident in every word he spoke. Everybody became quiet after hearing Cale's tone. Although he had said something nice, the weight and sorrow in his voice made them all shut up.

One of the nobles suddenly thought about something after hearing the word, ‘peaceful.’ He was able to recall this information because he had been thinking about the Henituse household this entire battle.

He subconsciously said it out loud.

“…There is no reason to be recorded in history. Live for peace and happiness.”

The unexpected voice made everyone turn their gazes toward the noble who spoke. The nobles tilted their heads at this statement that sounded somewhat familiar.

They felt as if they had heard it before, but they could not remember clearly where they had heard it.

Cale responded to the noble at that moment.

“I guess you know of our family motto.”

The Henituse household’s motto.

The expressions on the faces of the nobles quickly changed. Figuring out the source of this statement made them unable to speak.

They could see the look of sorrow on Cale's face even as he started to smile.

The people on board could tell how much weight the phrase, ‘peace and happiness,’ had on the Henituse family.

“…Ho.”

One of the nobles let out a gasp.

He had been jealous of how Cale had played a pivotal role in a historic battle. However, the person who made that contribution preferred peace and happiness rather than fame.

The noble who had gasped realized something.

‘Having that mindset probably allowed him to be able to do this.’

He had heard that Count Henituse had opened up their wallets in order to provide food and farming tools to the citizens. He had also spent money on the naval base and the castle wall.

The Henituse household's mindset.

The reason they had stayed out of the fight for power until now. They had only moved for the peace and happiness of the Roan Kingdom.

Silence filled the deck once again.

At that moment, Cale was also thinking about his family motto.

‘There is no reason to be recorded in history. Live for peace and happiness instead.’

‘The people of old truly were wise.’

Cale was in awe of his ancestor's mindset.

Forget history, being full and warm was the best. Thinking about that made Cale think that he was suffering right now.

He started to frown even more.

He was not just suffering now, he was starving.

‘What did I ever do to deserve this?’

Cale started to speak to console himself, knowing that he was suffering now in order to have 50 years of peace.

Cale’s desire to go home and lay around in bed was relayed to the red ships surrounding them.

“Let’s go back.”

Everybody heard his voice.

“To our land.”

Let’s go back to our land.

The Roan Kingdom’s citizens bit down on their lips instead of cheering.

They had somewhere to return to and they were alive and able to go home.

still being alive instead of joy

that resembled the migration of birds were gone, while the golden ship

all of the ships were returning. The few ships that did not return under Cale's command remained on the peaceful ocean. These ships were left here in order to find the

and cruel for their enemies, Cale knew that there were many people who were sinless and happened to

the remaining ships finish surveying the area before turning around. The golden ship made its way

was the thought on Cale's mind as

I’ll eat as soon as I

the results, Cale did not

was too much for

could not

“Ha, haha-”

laughter was echoing inside the underground

was done laughing about it.

have trusted

his hands to see someone on

wearing a

the old

at the old man and shared his

is

Raon had said that.

but barely breathing. He's right about to die,

hit by all sorts of magic spells and poison. His mana circle must have also broken during the battle

as they were the only ones there. Raon slowly avoided his gaze as On and Hong slowly walked away toward the corner of the underground prison

Raon started to mumble.

but their blood needed to pour out. They shouldn’t be allowed to have an easy death. We need to rip them to shreds

“I agree!”

job this time. We

the silver kitten,

The children averaging nine-years-old.

really expect from such

a discussion with the old

That was disappointing.

why he turned toward the other two people who had only one red star on their robes. He could

Plop.

torture instruments. The

his hair as

they should be able to talk once they

only be able to

and the healer who were currently approaching the gates

could then

“…Gasp!”

as soon as they made eye

The magic spearman.

both magic and spear arts, the same one they had frequently met while fighting

contact and tried to turn away, however, he could not

to turn away when our young master-nim is looking at

grabbed the magic spearman by the hair, made it impossible for the magic

not even look at Ron as he started to

this

at all,

Cale looked toward Ron. Ron smiled back at him, which was enough for Cale to

scariest old

would be abnormal if he was not

back toward the shaking magic

first time meeting me,

spearman could

sorts of emotions were in

response made

black aura, and Ron's

had

Finger Mountains. The magic spearman had seen these experts at the valley with the Elf Village. Of course, what he had seen were these people wearing the fake

people who had always got

about these people but had no way of knowing

faced those same

magic spearman looked

Arm’s way numerous times. That

know who I am, don't

magic spearman’s eyes shake even more. In the end, he lowered

heard Cale's voice at that

bit smart. You know when

the magic spearman’s back turn

the first time they had met, and that he would not live to see another day

make eye contact with Cale, however, the magic spearman did not raise his head

his gaze focused on

people he should look at and the people he should

“You really are smart.”

heard Cale's voice, the magic spearman felt a sense of relief. He could still feel Cale

their true

master who needed to recover, so what

magic spearman did not have such

did. He just chose to look down at the ground and

quietly observed the magic

had told her to treat him like her own older brother. Although Hannah had truly considered them to be siblings, the magic spearman had

people in the back were